SuNsHiNe AnD rAiNbOwS!

What the- Mr. Snuffles? The boy was naming a dead creature. Ah, what next? Star thought it couldn't get any weirder. Reluctantly she began to dig right next to him, widening the hole and hopefully making the process go quicker so he could leave. "I'm Star. What's your's?" She murmured as she shot at glance at the body, checking how large the grave would have to be. She might of taken it to a cache, but who knows, it could have died of sickness. Maybe it would cheer him up that nobody had been cruel? "Maybe he died of an illness?" She suggested, hoping he would feel a little better that no cruel, crazed dog was running around rampant. Even though, in this corner of the Wilds, there was a whole pack of them.